Gotta grind won’t stopHustle won’t quitShine like no other, I be on some other shitI got a high bright lifestyle super bad bitchIf I want it, then I got itIf I don’t then all I gotta do isGo, get it, stay about my bindessBall till I fall, floss it till I get itIf I don’t then all I gotta do isGo, get it, stay about my bindessA living get to stacking million to the ceiling

Eveyday I ball brown, all I wanna do is ballPut my money over bitches, put my hustler over allLouie … Luis Vuitton kicks,Got a … how to swagger, bitch you stupid dumb sitWith a group of young bitches and they stupid dumb dickI’m the marathon man, all I do is run shitA sophisticated kind of it, superficial, still efficientMultimillion knowledge shitMoney … hot shit, bitch I got a sauna on my armSee bigger with no diamond…They just talk about they got it,I’m the upper echelonBitch I‘m bout that … we going we could comeI have done more than you dream bout,… dream house, on lean passing the beans outWith a bad crew, the whole team highGo on boy, get … well you know me, you know I beStacking that dough, that’s all I seeI g.o.g.e.t.i.t.

Gotta grind won’t stopHustle won’t quitShine like no other, I be on some other shitI got a high bright lifestyle super bad bitchIf I want it, then I got itIf I don’t then all I gotta do isGo, get it, stay about my bindessBall till I fall, floss it till I get itIf I don’t then all I gotta do isGo, get it, stay about my bindessA living get to stacking million to the ceiling

I live life for the late nightThis shit rang when I take flightI get paid, no sick daysMy outfit’s so switch bladeDon’t sniff jay, but I blow drunkBank roll on locoStill ride with that 44Don’t let my po knowBad white bitch super thickI’m ice tea, she cocoShe got another bitch, jump other bitchHer ass fat, …no paper trip, no phone callNo emails, no photosJump back on shot, with that fat butt…Purple label polo…that’s what I doMan I strive and roll my denim…And this girl get back around…We kick it how we kick itKnow you …how I’m livingBoy you know me, you know I beStacking that dough that’s all I seeI g.o.g.e.t.i.t.

Gotta grind won’t stopHustle won’t quitShine like no other, I be on some other shitI got a high bright lifestyle super bad bitchIf I want it, then I got itIf I don’t then all I gotta do isGo, get it, stay about my bindessBall till I fall, floss it till I get itIf I don’t then all I gotta do isGo, get it, stay about my bindessA living get to stacking million to the ceiling.

(Freddie Gibbs:)Time to shut it on down baby, you know what I’m sayin’?You sure you want to do this shit tonight because it might hurt baby, you know what I’m sayin’?Might hurt you when I get up in the morning and leave, take that walk you know what I mean?

(Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs)Slammin’When I hit you up I’m talking about bangin’ somethingChill off in your crib and ?, probably make it stank or somethingGirl you like my bottom bitch, post my bail, pay for my lawyerPlay your position when them other hoes get out of orderWhen you wanna give me that pussy? You purchase a plane ticketRun around town, when I bust her down they want shit like them lames did itGot her dick whipped, my dick smeared with lipstickBasically if this bitch lay with me she payin’ me, I’m on some pimp shitFor real!This 2:00 A.M. club was bout’ to close upThumbing through my contacts bout’ to call one of my hoes upThen I met you, kicked game and followed you to the breakfast spotFucked you like I married you that night up in the MarriotStr8 like you got your cherry poppedFucking, switching up positionsThought this shit would never stopMotherfuck an intermissionDamn!

(BJ the Chicago Kid:)It ain’t got to be the walk of shame, babyBut that’s only if you know the game, babyLately I can’t be the one to blame, babyBut for now take the walk of shame, baby

(Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs)Str8 Slammin’Sleepin’ with pistols under my pillowWe wake & bake, she up naked twistin’ up cigarillosI beat that Thursday night and Friday morning, off to work she goTime to take that walk, just take this dick, don’t take it personalYour friends probably gonna call you a ho, but you should have knownThem bitches want a grip from the same dick you be sitting onAnd your girl Monique, she be hitting me when her nigga goneTrying to buy some weed she proceed with nothing but Vicky’s onNothing but ass and tittiesBut I let that ass convince meTook it in that, hit that, wish I could say it was accidentallyLike I stepped on a banana peel and fell in that pussyY’all niggas be spending all kind of scrill to get in that pussyAnd she cop the seven every Friday, chuck the deuces“That a baby daddy” as I pull up out the drive-way

(BJ the Chicago Kid:)It ain’t got to be the walk of shame, babyBut that’s only if you know the game, babyLately I can’t be the one to blame, babyBut for now take the walk of shame, baby

[Pitbull:]To all these rappers I apologizeI know it ain’t fair,the only ball I dropNew Years, Times SquareThe world is minesixth senseI see seven signsnow baby, let’s get started for life

[SHAKIRA, Chorus:]Everytime I look into your eyes (Mr Worldwide)I feel like I could stare in them for a lifetimewe can get started for life (tonight)for life (tonight) for lifewe can get started for life (tonight)for life (tonight) for lifewe can get started

You know it feels right

[Pitbull:]Big news, PitbullTom Cruise, Mumbaiall lit up like a December night,like the 4th of July, Vanilla SkyThrilla in ManillaKnockin em out like PacquiaoNew Ali, new Frazierbut for now it’s off to MalaysiaTwo passports, three cities, two countries, one dayNow that’s worldwideif you think it’s a game let’s playDale

[SHAKIRA, Chorus:]Everytime I look into your eyes (Mr Worldwide)I feel like I could stare in them for a lifetimewe can get started for life (tonight)for life (tonight) for lifewe can get started for life (tonight)for life (tonight) for lifewe can get started

You know it feels right

I am what they thought I’d never become,I believed and became itnow I’m here to claim itI hustle anything, you name itI went from evictions to food stamps,to back in work what dawn..to a passport, flooded with stampsnow slowly, everywhere I landTwo passports, three cities, two countries, one dayNow that’s worldwideif you think it’s a game let’s playDale

Cause if it feels rightwe shouldn’t waste any more timelet’s get it started, don’t think about ityou know I’m gonna make alright, alrightCause if it feels rightyou know I’ve made up my mindlet’s get it started, don’t think about itI know that we can make it alright alright

But I can feel her grabbin meShawtty wanna little bitYeaa uhh take her homeHomicideKill that shit temperpidicI spill that shit still babyYou can feel that shitDrippin down your legsIm about to go in I hope youReady for it

Uhhhh it aint hard to tellI gotta question for youI aint really in to guessingSo just tell meWhat you down forTell me what you down forTell me what you down forTell me what you down forThis aint nothin new

Baby you should come around moreWe could have a good timeThats what she around forTell me what you down forTell me what you down forTell me what you downFooooorrrr, yeaaaahhhWe can get into it

Tell’er I said turn the speakers upNow we dont give a fuckBlunt lit one hit go me on some good shitBat tat tat batgang what it is bitchFour B’s up you can tellem big business

But I can feel her grabbin meShawtty wanna little bitYeaa uhh take her homeHomicideKill that shit temperpidicI spill that shit still babyYou can feel that shitDrippin down your legsIm about to go in I hope youReady for it

Slaughterhouse, niggas C.O.BOur circle, the power circle, the G-O-D’sGot a hustle that’s ’bout as grand as B.o.B’sYa don’t think so? Negro por favorI’m so fly like I’ve never seen a floor beforeYou’re fucking with a solider like putting a in warGod of the west, I’m going door to doorHanding out pamplets and them beliivers growing more and moreYou don’t think my flow is nothing niceMiddle finger from your birth certificate to your death certificate, fuck ya lifeAnd fuck a hoe, I only cuff a micWith my chest out, like augmentation like when your wife come from under knifeI’m a bastard, it’s my dad’s faultMe and my enemies face off like Nicholas Cage, Travolta and bath salt357 Black Hawk, better take your facial mask offYou shoulda backed off, now your back is on asphaltBack to the rap talk, this lyrics shit we regulateWe drop my life to celebrate,Coming courtesy of Shady, the heavy weightThen I’mma drop a Crooked album to set the record straightSet the record straightFuck niggas, let em hateThe power circle nigga

Where there’s no sun, there is that girlShe is the one, that spins my worldWhen I am down, she makes it betterWhen there are clouds, she change the weatherNot wishing well, oh my peace and my gloryAs a fairytale, then she is my storyWhen I feel drained, her love is like a fountainAnd when I’m weak, she cam move mountains

[Chorus]I never felt a love, no, this wayI never felt a kiss no, this wayI never felt joy, this wayTill my lady Sunday, came

Oh I am her crown and he is my skyIf life is a rope, then she is my rideWhen I’m in pain, she’s my good feelingWhen I am sick she brings me healingWhenever I call, she is right thereAnd when I fall, she says a prayerWhen it comes to making love to me she knows how to do itAnd … to sing, this is music

[Chorus]I never felt a love, no, this wayI never felt a kiss no, this wayI never felt joy, this wayTill my lady Sunday, came

Yeah we finally on, tell the world we onYeah we finally on, tell the world we ontell the world we on, tell the world we on

Dash dash that I re-up foe x 3who we sent get realtell the world we on

Like the blissing ain’t tip to me the investmentis hustle game till I’m riskingplus rounding round and I’m flexinhundred racks for show runninbroke got blow honey no moneywhat you’re talking bout nothing nothingGDOD get no more..dudeGot the..and Maserati coopsto all my ** as pretty and got a body tootell em broke that dough in the airand go catch in out of you

Chorus:I said we kitch bitch million dollar misfits,million dollar misfits, million dollar misfits,we kitsch bitch, million dollar misfits,million dollar misfits, million dollar misfits,finally on (dash dash that I re-up foe),the world we onyeah we finally on(dash dash that I re-up foe),(dash dash that I re-up foe),the world we on (dash dash that I re-up foe,who we sent get real)

I said I said I said I happen the..then I flow up the..I take my city every way I goin that A hat saluteyou see is hustle gang bang bang bangwe too hard to can bangain’t no..beat that murder can’t bangsee I role up the..burn it up that’s with..where we land on the blow we hide it in in your cityyour warming know when we coming she gonna poppin in minuteshe popin nails, poppin pilliesmy cope Porsche papa willin

[Chorus:]

okay shining all I know, and balling all I doget the million when the spring and summer fall I dofalling through, you saw my crew thiswe red cope it ready, you say you are as whothey fresh like we woke up on the run waydamn, body bangin like gun playred bottles no hot top won’t seek gropsno hun day I’m dump paidcouldn’t’t get free stacks at the..they ask em what I want, I ask em what you goteverything private plane multi million dollar yeahgot that on my hand dimensionon my way to cover..suicidal ..get money by the..

Don’t ignore my callCuz I got a lot to sayGonna tell you what went wrongWhy I had to run away

‘Cuz youre in my faceAlways on my caseI just need some spaceAway from you

I need a Vacation cation cation!Yeah, I need a Vacation cation cation!There’s nothing you can doDoes it matter where I goJust as long as it’s away from you

No more stupid fightsNo more searching through my phoneFeels like paradiseWhen I think about beein’ alone

‘Cuz youre in my faceAlways on my caseI just need some spaceAway from you

I need a Vacation cation cation!Yeah, I need a Vacation cation cation!There’s nothing you can doDoes it matter where I goJust as long as it’s away from youI need a Vacation cation cation!Yeah, I need a Vacation cation cation!There’s nothing you can doDoes it matter where I goJust as long as it’s away from you

I need a Vacation cation cation!Yeah, I need a Vacation cation cation!There’s nothing you can doDoes it matter where I goJust as long as it’s away from you

WOAHHOO!!!I just wanna let you know thatWOAHHOO!!!I don’t need you anymore andWOAHHOO!!!now it is my turn to take control

I need a Vacation cation cation!Yeah, I need a Vacation cation cation!There’s nothing you can doDoes it matter where I goJust as long as it’s away from you

I need a Vacation cation cation!Yeah, I need a Vacation cation cation!There’s nothing you can doDoes it matter where I goJust as long as it’s away from you

[Verse 1]I remember way back in the dayAll I wanted was a candy car with hella flakesCrushing hoes, slamming doors while the chassis shakeFrom the sub, work the juice, bitch I want the bassCan’t be turning on a dime cuz the rims scrapeKill switches for them jackers outchea tryna takeThat’s my prized possession in recession kept me straightClear my mind then recline on the runway, from Monday to SundayJust me and my old school [repeat]

[Hook]

[Verse 2]I got the old school right on his toes and slamming doorsTalking wood grain, mink on the flows and riding foesChopping low, tip by slow, that’s how I goStill a Texas boy sitting on foes and breaking hoesThe seats so sandy fine, all cash, fresh candy, homie branded wineHold it down, h town know to flip, feeling hood looking goodWith them boys out the sip, just let it dipConvertible, the burgundy red, it’s peeled offI’m more glass when I’m showing my ass for dirty southDon key, still og, just like the smoke foolRiding 3 deep me and Krit, plus the old schoolJust me and my old school [repeat]

[Hook]

[Verse3]I used to roll in my old school, listenin to slow groovesHead leaning back, had me feeling like a mac7 mills … black, I used to think I was GoldyI see you shining balls on, that’s what my og’s told meAnd my old school so cool, roll like a new schoolEscalate more to come got it riding like a soldierLate nights blowing dojo, reminiscing bout the pastAnd how that I got everything I wish I used to could haveJust me and my old school [repeat]

[Hook]

[Outro]See it ain’t just a car, it ain’t just a whipIt’s a time machine, it’s a spaceship, it’s preciousYou gotta take your time, you can’t be rubbing on them curvesAnd hitting them potholesYou gotta ride clean and ride slowMe and my old school

Bad girls do it wellBad girls do it wellBad girls do it wellif that die bad girls do it well

Missy EliotOkay okay let’s call me Missy Miss bad bitchno one mad like the averagedon’t you ever try to comfort meshe get smashes like can’t say em the cheeseseeing the..manner lessMIA can’t handle thiswe on..and get mistakeget the crowd like popped up like assesmoney in my pocket and I’m bout sayin like idrolicand the BB so retarded makes me kicking like karateoh got that flow make that fix wanna get down low, get down low..I got them flows ain’t you worry foegravity gravity dj’s play the hitclassic hoe epic ness me and Mia do the

Hands up, get downPull me closer if you think you can hangHands up, get downPull me closer if you think you can hang

This bitches the wookies,wookiesI’m so..wanna cook me, cook me took cook mecookie cookiesI get what I wantI’m a bad girl, I’m a bad girlI’m a bad girl and I get what I wantno ask of controlyou bout to get pump, you bout to get pump pump pump..I’ll be sayin what I ..’cause we so..and they so badgirls in the bed tell the bitch can’t gladbad girls firegood girls pockey on my bad girl staywhy you act bitches talking

Hands up, get downPull me closer if you think you can hangHands up, get downPull me closer if you think you can hang

Face it, let’s face itif you paper than I chase ityour magazine I race itif you gonna drink I press ityou’re a hot..we can get that thingI’m a big bossyI got it I got it, I got it with my bullyto really push my button now, damn it push my button nowI got it I got it, I got it with my bullyto really push my button now, damn it push my button now

Me and nigga chase itstory and face itthe future will throw it and I ain’t hear go....intelligence prison got ..I’m a bad bitch and I’m a big bodyy

I feel so close to you right nowIt’s a force-fieldI wear my heart upon my sleeve, like a big dealYour love bows down, I mean surround me like a waterfallAnd there’s no stopping us right nowI feel so close to you right now

(Dance beat plays)I feel so close to you right nowIt’s a force-fieldI wear my heart upon my sleeve, like a big dealYour love bows down, I mean surround me like a waterfallAnd there’s no stopping us right nowI feel so close to you right now

(Dance beat plays)

And there’s no stopping us right nowAnd there’s no stopping us right nowAnd there’s no stopping us right nowI feel so close to you right now…